I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 338 - 340 Suppression of the Elf Spark Hit Hard

Chapter 338: Chapter 340: Suppression of the Elf, Spark Hit Hard and Doubting Life (Mega Chapter)

Chapter 338: Chapter 340: Suppression of the Elf, Spark Hit Hard and Doubting Life (Mega Chapter)

“In that divine relic, a Divine has not perished…” Lady Ariel’s voice rang in Lide’s ears, although simple, it startled him.

The news that a Divine had not perished… if it got out, it would undoubtedly be earth-shattering.

After briefly pondering, Lide didn’t rush to respond.

His dark and profound eyes revealed a hint of inquiry, his gaze firmly fixed on this Level 17 Elf Archery Master.

“Just the two of us?”

“No, I also have a team…” Ariel’s crisp voice resonated, “They are all capable professionals.”

“Could you let me know how many people or what professional configurations are involved?” Lide asked calmly.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lide,” Ariel shook her head, “you can only receive this information if you agree to join.”

Hearing this, Lide shook his head, suppressing his curiosity.

This Divine, whether slain or not, could be left alone.

Slaying a God—though it would be an epic feat worthy of glory—Lide was not uninterested, but this Elf might not be reliable.

It wasn’t just a question of the Elf’s character, but also the source of her information or her deeper intentions, none of which he knew.

Lide was always extremely cautious about such unknown adventures.

Those who bite at a hook the moment a bait is thrown, outside of protagonists in movies and shows, mostly end up tragically.

What was her ultimate purpose? For what reason did she come to find him?

How did they plan to explore the Divine relic?

Could they handle what resides inside the Divine relic?

How strong and numerous was the adventurer team?

From what source did she receive this information, and how reliable was it?

Was the bait she cast specifically aimed at him or the Crimson Mage Tower?

Each of these questions was critical, and he would not blindly trust based just on this Elf’s unilateral statements.

What about the Elf Covenant he had formed with Wina… What if that was also a part of her scheme?

Would it be hard for her to plan a few months in advance and make some preparations? This world wasn’t one where only he knew how to make plans.

As for turning him into a target for hunting… the Crimson Mage Tower, this ripe and sweet fruit, was here; wouldn’t that be enough to tempt outsiders?

The fact that Lord Spark, the protector of the Crimson Mage Tower, was now suffering from the erosion of the Power of Death was not a secret among the upper echelons of Green City…

When the strongest support is weak, taking down the seemingly vulnerable Crimson Mage Tower, which only has two Level 15 mages, is not implausible.

As a Blood Clan Ancestor hidden among humanity, Lide had never achieved his current status by recklessness.

In other words, the Elf had failed to earn his trust.

“If Lady Ariel can’t persuade me, perhaps I won’t partake in your adventure.

Rest assured, aside from knowing about the Divine relic, you haven’t told me any other useful information, nor do you need to be cautious or contemplate silencing me.”

Hearing Lide’s rational and straightforward response, Ariel’s expression flickered slightly, and she seemed to regard him more highly in silence.

With a slight shift of her eyes and a lean forward, the stunning arch of her body was displayed before Lide again.

“Mr. Lide, don’t you want to know what ancient secrets exist within that Divine relic? Ancient forbidden magic, ancient magic inheritances… perhaps they all exist…”

Her eyes, which should have been as pure as nature, became increasingly enchanting. The bewitching look in her eyes was like a feather lightly teasing the heart, a charm almost no man could resist.

Their conversation was isolated by some mysterious Natural Magic, and outsiders could see Lide talking to Ariel but could not hear the sound.

However, the onlooking crowd didn’t need any sound, just seeing Ariel’s captivating gaze was enough for them to swallow hard and then gulp down several drinks.

Several warriors, unable to suppress their inner turmoil, turned and left the tavern to head to certain places open only at night.

Seeing the change in her gaze, Lide sensed that the Elf had not used any Charming Magic; it was purely a burst of personal charm.

He had to admire that once Elves begin to seduce, even an Enchanting Demon had nothing on them.

However, such flimsy words could hardly move his resolute heart. The more Ariel spoke in this manner, the more Lide could sense her urgency, as well as the horror of that Divine relic.

A simple deduction: if he had discovered a safe relic, he would have been crazy to invite strangers to join.

If it was somewhat challenging, he would certainly take familiar friends. Only for those extremely dangerous tasks would one invite someone familiar yet not quite close—the most terrifying relics would call for an outsider like him.

In other words—a scapegoat.

“Sorry, Lady Ariel, I think with my abilities, I’m not yet qualified to participate.

I hope next time we can venture together.”

After finishing speaking, Lide no longer hesitated and stood up to leave immediately.

Ariel gave a slight start, unable to believe that Lide, facing the temptation on the level of a Divine relic, would actually just walk away as he said he would.

However, her smile remained unchanged, her alluring eyes fixated unwaveringly on Lide’s receding figure.

At that moment, no one knew what this elf was thinking.

But just as Lide was about to vanish into the crowd, a sudden indescribable surge of terrifying murderous intent appeared behind him.

Danger!!

Advanced Danger Perception caused his pores to flare open with rage at this instant.

Lide’s gaze turned frigid in an instant.

Courting death!!

Whoosh~ His tall frame disappeared from its original spot in an instant, before the surrounding crowd could react.

In the blink of an eye, Lide, filled with murderous intent, reappeared before Ariel.

At this moment, this Level 17 Elf Archer Master, unbeknownst to everyone, had already drawn her verdant Life Bow, which was slowly sprouting flowers and leaves, targeting the place where he had vanished.

As Lide reappeared, a Magic Model was infused with immense magic power; the Magma Fireball in his hand bubbled and began to take shape visibly.

His eyes, full of pressure, stared down at the Level 17 elf, the murderous intent exploding like thunder at this moment.

An extraordinary, terrifying aura surged around them like a massive tsunami.

It was as if a Level 12 storm had struck the tavern; everyone’s breathing was heavy, their chests feeling as if a giant rock was pressing down.

Ariel, upon seeing this scene, was not frightened but rather her eyes brightened as if she was quite pleased with Lide’s show of strength.

Yet Lide had no intention of wasting any more words on this elf. His speed surged, and in a blink, he was next to Ariel.

Ariel finally sensed something was amiss, and her complexion abruptly changed. She just started to speak, but Lide’s right hand was already pressing on her shoulder.

In that moment, a grand unexplainable Holy Power surged out like a floodgate opening.

The magic power that Ariel, a Level 17 Elf Archer Master, had gathered was forcibly dispersed by the Holy Power.

“No, Mr. Lide… I meant no harm…”

At this moment, Ariel’s tone carried undeniable panic, Lide’s decisiveness and dominance catching her completely off guard.

Lide’s eyes remained cold, unaffected in the slightest. This elf’s repeated provocations seemed to have angered him.

The Power of Faith could forcibly transform someone’s soul, and in this process, the opponent’s power was dispersed by the Power of Faith in an unstoppable manner.

Lide didn’t need to transform this elf, nor could he; he just needed to use the Power of Faith to disperse the gathered power, which was enough.

A powerful derivative usage.

The other hand still bubbled the Magma Fireball, which continued to solidify rapidly.

“Elf, your provocation is foolish and ignorant…”

His tone was icy, seemingly treating the elf truly as an enemy.

One hand pressed on Ariel’s shoulder, while the other hand presented a fireball that formed right above this Level 17 elf’s delicate nose.

Death, Ariel even sensed the smell of death at that moment.

Her green pupils were filled with flames burning, the bubbling fireball like the scythe of the Death God.

“No, Mr. Lide, I had no ill intentions, I just wanted to gauge your strength…”

As she faced imminent destruction, Ariel finally lost her typical elfish pride and composure.

The confidence that had controlled Lide was now crushed under his foot and ground into the dirt.

Lide’s expression remained unchanged, the Power of Faith even intensified to completely block Ariel’s attempt to gather power.

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And the Magma Fireball continued to press towards her face inch by inch.

Sizzling~

With the extremely high temperature, a strand of hair on Ariel’s forehead was burnt straight away, the acrid smell filling the air.

That slowly enveloping sense of death finally instilled fear in this outwardly alluring, inwardly proud elf.

“Mr. Lide, I’m sorry, I am willing to pay the price for my mistake…”

Upon hearing this, Lide paused and finally halted the advancement of the Magma Fireball at Ariel’s utterly despairing gaze.

Then he stood upright, under the stunned gaze of this elf, and clenched his fist. The wildly powerful Four Circle Magic in his palm was directly obliterated.

Huff, huff~

The air whipped up a blazing wind.

Then, all was calm.

The crowd around had not yet recovered, remaining stupefied amidst that terrifying force.

At the moment Lide retracted his hand, the Holy Light Power that had prevented Isa from gathering her strength finally dissipated.

Fear, panic, and confusion.

This Level 17 Elf had no idea that her two provocations could bring about such dreadful consequences.

When she looked again at the handsome figure in front of her, her eyes revealed an undeniable fear, as if facing an invincible demon lord.

Lide stood still, his gaze coldly fixed on the Elf, “Now, I think Lady Isa understands my strength.”

“I don’t care about your purpose,”

“But do not recklessly provoke the might of the Crimson Mage Tower on my territory.”

“The consequences are something you and the forces behind you cannot bear.”

Having said this, he suddenly bent down, staring straight at the still slightly pale-faced Elf, then he made a move that made everyone in the Tavern envious.

Ah~

Lide reached out and fiercely groped the monumental chest of the Elf, everyone could see the indentation it made.

The elasticity was shocking.

“You…!!” Isa’s face instantly flushed crimson as if electrocuted, her previously seductive expression now gone as she clutched her chest, her face full of shame and anger.

“Do you harbor any hostility toward the Crimson Mage Tower?” Lide immediately followed up with a question that caught Isa completely off guard.

“I…” Amidst the intense emotional turmoil, Lide, with his keen spiritual power, caught her innermost thoughts. His expression slightly softened, and he turned and walked away.

“Lady Isa, I wish you a pleasant evening in the Mysterious Tavern…”

All the people inside the tavern who witnessed this scene were envious to the point of jealousy.

That was an Elf!!! And a Level 17 Elf at that!!!

Who was this mysterious Mage with such fortune?

The crowd, initially subdued by the clash between the two, now burst into even more intense discussions.

The tone was full of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

After Isa collected herself, she took a couple of deep breaths to suppress her embarrassment and annoyance, frowning at the offensive comments around her.

Picking up the Life Bow, adorned with fresh flowers and green leaves, her aura suddenly skyrocketed.

Her presence, embodying the fighting spirit of a Level 17 top combatant, was like an ancient beast crawling out from the deep sea, carrying a formidable and intimidating essence.

Majestic and overwhelming.

The crowd felt as if a sharp knife was pressed against their backs, their pores dilating and their voices choked off, instantly returning to silence.

At this moment, Isa once again restored her elven pride, lifting her head slightly and disdainfully turning to leave the tavern.

Afterwards, however, Green City was abuzz with explosive news that the proprietor of Elvis Tavern, Isa, the Level 17 Elf, had her pride felt by a mage in the Mysterious Tavern…

Rumors wildly and sensually spread, boosting the business of the Mysterious Tavern to a new level, to the point where it was hard to even find a seat.

The business-savvy Vina took this opportunity to expand the scale of the Mysterious Tavern even further, hiring a group of Half-Elf Maids, instantly turning it into the hottest tavern in Green City, significantly boosting the business around Mysterious Street.

However, Lide left the Mysterious Tavern without knowing how much more would happen later. As he stepped out, his formerly angry expression immediately returned to calm, his eyes dark and deep.

His so-called rage was merely an emotion he wanted to exhibit to Isa.

Isa’s childish provocations were something he could even ignore.

A thoughtful expression crossed his face.

“I didn’t detect any unique aura from the ancient ruins on Isa’s body… Either she isn’t carrying it, or she simply doesn’t have it.”

“If it was there, it wouldn’t have remained concealed under the suppression of the Power of Faith.”

“My sudden rogue action caused the Elf to lose her composure, her emotional fluctuations spoke no lies, she truly harbors no ill will towards the Crimson Mage Tower…”

After pondering a bit, although Lide hadn’t determined the Elf’s exact intentions, he could roughly assess the threat level of this Elf after his recent actions.

“So it seems, she might indeed be somewhat credible?”

He then shook his head, regardless of credibility, he couldn’t possibly join her in any adventure.

If he were to reveal his true Bloodline identity during a battle, she’d probably kill him first before facing the enemy.

The hatred of a Nature Element life towards a Dark Life emanates from the soul and was indisputable.

Though it seemed impossible for them to cooperate naturally, Lide could only do so using his human body to fight, but in doing so, his strength would be greatly reduced.

Carrying a thoughtful expression, Lide walked back to the Crimson Mage Tower.

After arriving in the study, he called over Vina, who was just about to go to sleep.

“Lord Lide…”

It was already eleven o’clock at night, and Vina, wearing a white nightgown, stood timidly by Lide’s side. Her fair legs were not covered by the nightgown, appearing as pale as ivory under the dim light.

Her eyes, blue as sapphires, showed a touch of joy. Being with him always made the girl feel the happiest.

Looking at his little maid, Lide felt a wave of emotion. Three years had passed, and Vina had truly grown up, both in abilities and… physique.

In terms of reputation, this girl’s standing among the nobles of Green City was fast surpassing his own, especially since he never attended those noble gatherings.

As the girl sat down next to him, a faint fragrance wafted over, and Lide’s mood improved greatly.

“Vina, do you know Lady Ariel?”

“Lady Ariel?” Vina tilted her head as she looked at Lide, giggling and nodding. “Last year, we bought a batch of magic materials from the Fishman Tribe, and it just so happened to contain what Lady Ariel urgently needed, so we got to know each other…”

Lide nodded, listening to Vina continue.

“…Some time ago, Lady Ariel and I formed an Elf Rhythm. I feel my magic talent has greatly improved…”

“Lady Ariel is really nice; she…”

Vina, sitting beside Lide, seemed to have opened up. She hadn’t chatted with him like this before.

She laughed lightly and kept talking about how she met Lady Ariel, interspersing personal anecdotes about her life.

It was the first time Lide sat quietly, listening to Vina talk about her personal life instead of work.

Watching the girl’s excited and happy expression, Lide felt an inexplicable warmth inside.

It had been a long time since he’d had such a simple conversation with anyone. He somewhat enjoyed this feeling.

It seemed there was no one else dare to talk to him so freely.

Finally, Isa, who was meditating, seemed to hear the noise. This girl, who refused to grow up, also sneaked into the study, excitedly joining in the late-night chat. This usually reserved girl chattered non-stop.

Lide hadn’t expected that what began as an intent to learn about Lady Ariel would turn into a group chatting activity.

By the time the sky was faintly lighting up the next day, Lide came to realize that he had merely chatted purely with the two girls all night.

Had he done something wrong…

Seeing the still spirited and enthusiastic girls, Lide found it somewhat amusing. He forced them to go sleep and went alone to visit Lord Spark at the White Tower.

Now, with the care of Golden Wheat Commerce, the Crimson Moon was temporarily stable, and the players didn’t lack tasks to level up for a while.

Additionally, with Zhao Yue and Qian Zheng managing, and with his provided large funds, he didn’t need to worry too much in the early stages.

The only difficulty was with the Crimson Moon division in Nolan Capital, which did not have the same ease as Green City, but Lide still sent Golden Wheat Commerce to provide them with 5,000 Gold Pucks as initial development funds.

With the infusion of funds, although they couldn’t enjoy the convenience of backing from a strong support, they could still progressively follow a normal development.

As things tended toward stability and no major changes were expected soon, Lide was preparing to return to Dawn City.

Harrison had almost completed the preparation for cultivating the Death Flower. Before that, he wanted to see Spark.

He wasn’t one of those emotionless, bloodthirsty, dark Bloodlines. As a person influenced by modern civilization, he couldn’t possibly treat the elderly Spark, who since the beginning had selflessly devoted himself almost without asking for anything in return.

In his case, there wasn’t the option not to rescue, only how to rescue.

Regardless of good or evil, one must have principles and persistence. This was Lide’s life belief.

He could mercilessly kill his enemies, but he treated his own people just the opposite.

He wasn’t a chaotic, bloodthirsty demon. He valued rules and beliefs.

He could use any means to achieve his goals, but also firmly held onto his inner beliefs and rules.

In terms of allegiance, he was the epitome of the Order Evil Camp.

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White Tower.

The guards at the door were still Intermediate Mages wearing white Mage robes.

However, unlike the usual quietness, the White Tower was now crowded with players being tested for their talents.

“Impossible, how could I have tested three Mage Towers and not discovered any Casting Talent?! You must have colluded to deceive me! To insult me like this, I might as well not play this game. Today you ignore me, tomorrow I’ll make you… Holy shit, Fireball Technique??”

“Big brother, it’s my turn now, hey, don’t cut in line!”

“Hahaha, I actually have Casting Talent, can I join the Mage Tower?!! I knew I was that one in a million genius!

I wonder if there’s a spell in Magic that strikes from the sky??”

“….”

The entrance to the bustling Mage Tower was like players forming a team to enter a dungeon. In recent days, players who had not yet tested their Magic Talent lined up to test, each hoping to cling to a strong player’s coattails.

This damn game is just too hard to manage alone…

There were also some who, having failed the test at other Mage Towers, shamelessly begged for a retest.

Of course, the outcome didn’t disappoint them; they still had no Casting Talent.

As the profession with the highest difficulty and most prestigious status, becoming a Mage was no small feat.

But the harder it is, the more potential it reveals, and that’s what intrigues people.

Thus, players continuously tried and failed, though unfortunately, most efforts were in vain.

Lord Lide approached the entrance of the White Tower. Seeing him, the Mage on guard duty immediately parted the players who were testing for Casting Talent and cleared a path to welcome Lord Lide.

The surrounding players went a bit quieter upon witnessing the scene and watched Lord Lide, who stood calmly.

“What the hell, this NPC is so handsome?? He’s almost as good-looking as me… That’s dangerous.”

“That majestic, huh?”

“What symbol is that on the NPC’s Mage robe? An Advanced Mage? Why haven’t I seen such a logo…”

“You know nothing; that’s a Great Mage’s symbol, the head of the White Tower…”

“Hiss, level 15?? Quick, go talk to him, it’s a high-level NPC!!”

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Lord Lide, seeing the players chattering noisily, felt a headache coming on. Every time these fools saw him, they acted as though they had spotted a monster, eager to cling to his coattails.

These guys clearly hadn’t been beaten up enough by the natives of the Realm of Glory. Give them a little more time, and they would learn to respect the powerful and follow the rules.

Ignoring them, he walked directly into the White Tower.

“Lord Lide, Lord Spark is at the top floor…”

As a disciple of Lord Spark, Lide was practically a co-owner of the White Tower, especially now that he had reached level 15. Being a twenty-something-year-old Great Mage, his talent was truly extraordinary.

Lide had now become the ultimate idol for most apprentices in the White Tower.

So, although he didn’t visit often, his reputation in the White Tower was quite high.

Climbing the twelve floors of the lofty, 50-meter-tall White Tower took some effort. After briefly engaging with the White Tower Mages, Lide directly deployed a High-level Floating Skill, reaching the top floor in moments.

“The Kachar family’s boy has come? Hmpf, I knew it, who else would dare to use Magic in this White Tower besides you?”

Lord Lide hadn’t yet entered the room when he heard Lord Spark’s voice through the partially open door.

Nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders, he stepped inside with a slight smile, only to frown as he was immediately hit by a strong smell of alcohol.

“Teacher, you’re drinking again…”

After scanning the room briefly upon entering, he noted the sparse decoration, with only a wooden round table in the middle. Spark savored a glass of liquor beside it.

The bottle of liquor on the table bore the logo of the Crimson Mage Tower.

It was the liquor-making technology from Earth that Lord Lide had brought over. After countless experiments in Dawn City, they had perfected the product. Named Crimson Magma due to its high alcohol level, it had a superb taste that enamored many warriors. Its high price of 20 Golden Pucks per bottle had made it a new legend in Green City.

“Teacher, I need to return to the frontier…”

Hearing this while sprawled in his chair clad in a wrinkled black mage’s robe, his untended messy hair, Lord Spark didn’t even look up, replying lazily.

“The Kachar family’s town has been rebuilt, hasn’t it?”

Rebuilding the Kachar family town was an excuse Lide always used.

Although some had doubted its authenticity, as he had become a level 15 Great Mage and been promoted by Lord Spark as a supreme genius, few cared about the veracity of his projects anymore.

Let him build a town or even a Divine Country, it didn’t matter, as long as he had the capability.

Power was the ultimate measure of everything. When weak, even acting out of righteousness was seen as laughable, but when powerful, even committing evil deeds could seem justifiable.

“Yes, it’s hidden and safe, away from the prying eyes of outsiders.”

Lide didn’t deny it, but he made up a story casually, “I’m here this time to visit an ancient ruin I discovered by chance, where I found traces of the Death Flower…”

Spark scoffed at these words and disdainfully glanced at him.

“Lying so unsmoothly, oh Magic Goddess above, I really want to teach you how to lie properly…”

Lide had a helpless expression. Is your focus really on the right place??

“Kachar, don’t worry too much about me. I said I wouldn’t die within three months, and I won’t die. I’ve lived a lifetime, seen everything, death itself can no longer instill fear in me…”

Lide looked at the casually lazy Spark and took a deep breath.

He changed the topic.

“Teacher, before I leave, I would like to learn a few new spells from you…”

Upon hearing this, Spark raised his eyebrows, tilting his head and mustering up some energy.

He put the glass he was holding on the table, and his blue eyes looked at him somewhat hazily.

“Are you sure? Didn’t you say last time that only those few spells were suitable for you?”

Lide naturally took a seat beside the round table.

“Indeed, those spells suit me, but I now have a new concept of casting, and I’m lacking offensive spells…”

“What do you mean?”

“My magic power recovers too quickly. The magic used during casting can’t keep up with the recovery rate, so I need several powerful spells with short casting durations, and mana is no longer a restraint…”

After hearing Lide’s words, Spark slowly became annoyed and irritated, his words laced with the smell of alcohol.

“You little Kachar boy!!

Don’t think just because you’ve become a Great Mage you can show off in front of me—you’re still too young. Your knowledge to me is as insignificant as peeing on the streets…”

Lide’s mouth twitched. What kind of bizarre comparison is that??

“Teacher, I’m serious…”

Spark was half-amused and half-angry, suddenly jumping up from the chair, “You damn rascal, are you mocking my slow magic recovery??

Kachar, even if the Magic Goddess herself showed up today, I’d still have to teach you a lesson.”

Lide looked at the irate old man and couldn’t help but facepalm.

It eventually took great effort to somewhat calm Spark down and tentatively get him to accept his reasoning.

The provoked Spark didn’t even want to drink anymore. He angrily slammed his cup down and dragged him to the study, insisting on showing him the full extent of his capabilities as a Great Mage. He wanted Lide to know how ridiculous it was to boast in front of him.

After rummaging through everything, Spark almost turned out everything he kept hidden.

“This is the magic you want.

5 powerful Four Circle Spells, all acquired during my adventures in other planes…”

Spark showed a cold smirk, “You little Kachar boy, daring to boast in front of me—I swear by the Magic Goddess, you will definitely feel ashamed of your ridiculous behavior!”

Lide looked curiously at the five scrolls casually placed on a desk made of Blue Heart Maple, but since the scrolls weren’t unfolded, he couldn’t make out their details.

“The first Four Circle Spell, Thunder God Descending—normal casting time 15 seconds, can cause devastating damage within a 100-blade range. Consumes 2000 mana points.” Spark unfolded the first scroll made of sheepskin with a cold smile on his face.

“Thunder God Descending was once a spell improved by a Demigod, increasing its power by five times. Of course, its mana consumption also dramatically increased.

You boastful kid, 2000 mana points? Do you even understand the concept?”

The first spell let Lide see Spark’s capabilities. A Four Circle Spell that consumed 2000 mana points to cast was simply heaven-defying.

The Magma Fireball he most frequently used only consumed 300 mana points, not even close to being on the same level.

Overjoyed, he reached out to take it.

“Thank you, teacher. This fits my needs perfectly.”

Watching Lide, who was stubbornly sticking to his guns, Spark sneered and continued to take out the second spell scroll.

“This scroll is engraved with the Four Circle Spell—Ice and Snow Disaster, casting time 20 seconds, continuously inflicts ice and snow damage within a 200-blade range, accompanied by Extreme Frost State, decreasing all people’s attack speed and movement speed by 40%.”

After briefly introducing the attributes, Spark snickered. “This too is an improved spell. Because the consumption was too high after the improvement, no one could use it, and it remained with me.

This spell requires 3000 mana points to cast… Now, do you realize how insignificant you are?”

Spark finished speaking, seemingly wanting to see astonishment on his face, but annoyingly, Lide was still stubborn and even showed a smile.

Continuing, he took out the next one.

“Four Circle Spell—Hellfire, a summoning-type spell, capable of summoning a Level 15 Hellfire to attack. The summoning requires 2000 mana points, and additionally consumes 1000 mana points every minute. The more mana consumed during the summoning, the stronger the summoned Hellfire, with the highest grade capable of summoning a Level 20 Transcendent.”

“Four Circle Spell—Ultimate Storm, summons a Tornado Storm, the summoning consumes 2000 mana points, and it consumes 300 mana points for every second it exists.”

“Four Circle Magic—Earth Stone Spur, an advanced modification of the Stone Thorns Skill, summons stone spurs within a 150-blades range to attack enemies from the ground, consuming 3000 magic power with the option to summon a single spur at a time for 1000 magic power each.”

After the introduction, Spark looked at Lide with a sneer.

“How about it, young one from the Kachar family, do these meet your needs?”

Although these spells were Four Circle, their power could rival that of Five Circle Magic, the only drawback being their excessive magic consumption.

Basically, after casting one of these in a battle, it would be of no further use, and even most Level 15 spellcasters hadn’t met the casting requirements.

A normal Mage at Level 15 had about 1000 magic power points, like Spark, a Great Mage who had been at Level 19 for many years, whose magic power was only about 4000 points.

Thus, most mages saw this type of magic as more of a curiosity—purely a failed product that very few would actually learn.

But what caused Spark’s face to stiffen was:

“Teacher, very well, I’ll take them.”

Seeing the satisfaction on Lide’s face, Spark felt somewhat bewildered.

“These spells require 3000 magic power…”

“I know,” Lide nodded as if it were obvious.

Spark’s expression grew uglier.

“Some of them need hundreds of magic power per second to maintain…”

“No problem.”

After activating his Bloodline True Body, his magic recovery rate exceeded 1000 points per second, so no matter how high the consumption, it seemed trivial to him.

Spark was nearly driven mad.

“Damn it, what is your magic recovery rate?!”

In an attempt to give Spark a moment to catch his breath, Lide lowered his figure.

“Normally, it’s 90 points per second…”

Spark’s hand trembled as he stared incredulously at Lide, his voice cracking, “90 points per second??”

Then he glared at Lide as if he had seen a monster.

“Damn it, cursed Magic Goddess, why are you so biased!?!? Why do I only have half of his???”

Muttering indistinctly, Spark roared quietly for a moment before suddenly looking up as if remembering something, “You just said that’s in normal condition, what about abnormal condition?”

Lide shrugged, “If it’s in combat mode, it might increase roughly threefold…”

He hadn’t even gotten to the real numbers yet; after releasing the Bloodline shackles, his magic recovery rate could increase by 1500%, making his magic virtually limitless, never having to worry about running out.

Spark clearly heard his own heart crack.

Moments later, he finally caught his breath and thought about it—being a Level 19 Great Mage and seeing Lide as only Level 15 gave him some solace.

Turned around, he solemnly educated.

“Kachar, although you are highly talented, you must understand that exploring magic is a long journey, not something achieved in a day or two, you have to be open to learning.

Look at me, I’m Level 19 and you’re Level 15, you have a long way to go to reach Level 19. Advancing beyond Level 15 requires a lot of talent and perseverance, only…”

“Teacher, I’m not Level 15…”

Spark’s face stiffened, and he stared at Lide incredulously.

“You just advanced beyond Level 15 a year ago, did you reach Level 16?”

Lide shook his head.

“No, not Level 16…”

Hearing this, Spark felt much more comfortable, and his expression grew proud again.

“I knew it, you’re young, learn well from me, and you’ll level up sooner or later, a young man should train himself. Look at me, after becoming a Great Mage, I only took three and a half years to break through to Level 16.

Your talent may be slightly lesser than mine, but it’s still strong. With my guidance, you might not even need three years to break through…”

“Teacher, I’m not Level 16, I’m already Level 18…”

“Level 18, don’t even think about it, I, a renowned talent in Green City, took over ten years to reach Level 18… What did you just say about being Level 18?” Spark turned around, his face somewhat stiff as he looked at Lide.

Lide smiled slightly, his Level 18 aura emanating, like a mature giant dragon revealing its fierce claws in this moment.

Spark’s barely maintained confidence crumbled under this aura.

“Impossible, you must be lying, how could you already be Level 18??? It took me over ten years to reach Level 18, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it…”

Then, as he spoke, the scene changed.

“Tell me, have you been favored by the Magic Goddess?”

“Definitely, otherwise how could such a thing happen…”

“Ha ha ha, I knew I was a genius, you’re just favored by the Magic Goddess.

Hmph, we’re not on the same level, I became a Great Mage through my own power, while you, you’re just favored by the divine!”

He pursed his lips, the old man immediately revived in full spirit, and then sat down behind the desk with a disdainful face.

Lide grimmly pulled at the corner of his mouth.

“Teacher, I know a psychiatrist who is very skilled…”

“By the way, I have three scrolls of Five Circle Magic here, I’ll give them to you as well.”

Spark took a few scrolls out of the box and casually tossed them to Lide.

“These were obtained during my adventures, you won’t need the rest given your financial situation…”

Spark looked at the handsome Lide in front of him and inexplicably felt like crying.

Damn, taking such a disciple is really demoralizing.

Talented and damned handsome, not to mention a stronger ability to earn money, by comparison, his own decades felt like wasted on a dog’s life, he couldn’t even protect the woman he loved the most.

Watching Spark’s expression slowly becoming sorrowful, Lide picked up the scrolls and said casually.

“Teacher, I wonder what the Transcendent state is like… You’ve touched that boundary, haven’t you?”

When this topic arose, Spark finally regained some confidence.

“Hmph, Transcendent is the beginning of transformation, from the soul to the body, it is a transformation at the origin.

Once you step into the Transcendent, you will truly become a being that controls magic, rather than just using it.

Stepping into the Transcendent also allows you to start researching and modifying magic, creating a set that suits you…”

Spark’s face stiffened as he remembered that Lide seemed to have started modifying magic at level 10.

Me…

“Have you modified any magic recently?”

Lide nodded and waved his hand, and a Blazing Fireball appeared in his hand.

“Teacher, this is a modified Second Circle Magic, Blazing Fireball, the principle is….”

Second Circle Magic seemed simple in Spark’s eyes, as Lide spoke, he could already understand the operation of the magic, it would only take him a few hours to learn it.

But that’s not the point, the point is, I just f**king asked, who told you to actually say it?? All the pride I had gathered shattered once again.

Spark felt like he had suffered an internal injury worse than the invasion of the Power of Death today.

I don’t want to live anymore… I want to die…

I’m a Great Mage, how can my talent look like trash compared to this guy?

“Alright, get lost now, you’re a sore sight!!”

Lide didn’t overstay and left; seeing Spark apparently in a much better mood than when he had arrived, well, at least that’s what he thought.

“Teacher, the Death Flower will be delivered soon.

You haven’t reached Transcendent yet, I think, if a second Transcendent appears in Green City, it would surely be a shock to everyone.

If I break through to Transcendent later, outsiders will definitely say it’s because of the teacher’s guidance,

if you keep getting stuck, then it might need me to guide you through the breakthrough to Transcendent….”

Are you speaking human??

Spark’s eyes bulged with rage, guide me?? I f**king need you to guide me??

“Bastard!! Has your brain been eaten by that damned Heart-eating Demon from the west district!

By the Magic Goddess above, as a level 19 Great Mage who is about to break through to Transcendent, do I need a level 18 idiot to guide me??

Let me tell you, Kachar, even if I die, I have to break through to Transcendent before I die!”

Watching Spark fuming to the point of fainting, Lide laughed and turned away from the White Tower.

Long after Lide had left, Spark was still furious. He turned his head to a hidden corner of the study and said sternly, “Dali, go, bring me the bottle of Water of Life, I need to suppress the Power of Death.

Dammit, I, Spark, how could I possibly be surpassed by my own disciple, absolutely impossible, never!!”

“Yes, master…”